Early Realisations
Looking out from behind these eyes
The room is darkened around the edges
Faces I don’t know stare at me and their watches
My chest is heavy, tight
Everything feels a little further away than it should as I am prodded with needles and passed through machines.
The tension palpable.
A face I know so well leans in, kisses my forehead and in his eyes I see more fear than I’ve ever seen.
I try to speak but the words won’t come
My eyes heavy now, my mind floating somewhere near unconsciousness.
I am terrified yet unwilling to believe that life could be so cruel, again,
I was wrong.
(I was recently in hospital for a month following a stroke, I will write more about that but want to share a couple of poems I wrote while in there.)
The room is darkened around the edges
Faces I don’t know stare at me and their watches
My chest is heavy, tight
Everything feels a little further away than it should as I am prodded with needles and passed through machines.
The tension palpable.
A face I know so well leans in, kisses my forehead and in his eyes I see more fear than I’ve ever seen.
I try to speak but the words won’t come
My eyes heavy now, my mind floating somewhere near unconsciousness.
I am terrified yet unwilling to believe that life could be so cruel, again,
I was wrong.
(I was recently in hospital for a month following a stroke, I will write more about that but want to share a couple of poems I wrote while in there.)
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